That trophy is AMAZING. Sure it’s corporate branding just like the Heineken one, but at least it has some character to it (no pun intended, I swear). I wonder where that one is now and how much it’s worth?
That trophy is AMAZING. Sure it’s corporate branding just like the Heineken one, but at least it has some character to it (no pun intended, I swear). I wonder where that one is now and how much it’s worth?
I wanted to disagree as I don’t like Vettel, but can’. He’s pretty much spot on with the trophy and the mascot guy should stay out of the podium picture...
Oh, Seb, you lovable grumpy old man, please never change.
“He looks more like a young Rick Rubin to me.”
I like how you’re wrong.
Alto is more commonly used.
Today, I saw a brown Jaguar convertible in its natural environment.
Beer and boobs, right? I mean; we’re so simple-minded it’s amazing we created the wheel, let alone the computer. Probably just so we could get more beer and boobs.
“All of this falls under the same blanket: Women being told what they like, what they should be doing, and where they belong.”
Great game, part I hated was incoming cars you couldn’t see coming up from the horizon. Good music, fun back story in between the race parts of the game.
Holy crap. I didn't know that Romano Fenati was in a videogame.
Women are all psychopaths, never met a normal one.
Women can judge my hooptie. I’ll keep judging their choice of Snapchat filters and questionable eyebrow treatments.
Ex-Wife drove a Hyundai Excel. A judgement should have been made there
While I generally agree with not judging based on a car, I wonder if the Jeep specifically has to do with a perception of living that outdoor adventure-y lifestyle?
Stop judging men based on their height, and I’ll stop judging women based on everything else.
I try not to mention my fanatic obsession with cars in the first few interactions with new people (dating, work, etc.). It can be polarizing and occasionally people feel obligated to bring cars up even if they have no clue or interest.
Now I ain’t sayin’ she a rock crawler. But she ignorin’ all the big ballers.
Type of car? Meh, whatever..
Well, did they?